Just a chapter
You're mid-sentence in a story that hasn't finished yet.
This part feels heavy. Maybe stuck. Maybe slow.
But a chapter isn't the book.
We treat the present like a verdict.
As if where we are defines where we'll stay.
It doesn't.
Some chapters exist to build tension.
Others to rest between climbs.
A few just move you from one room to the next.
None of them are wasted if you keep turning the page.
Progress doesn't always look like arrival.
Sometimes it looks like showing up again.
Quieter than you hoped. Less dramatic than you planned.
The story doesn't end here.
It just passes through.
Keep moving forward.
Where you are now isn't the whole story. Progress is quieter than arrival. Keep turning the page.
